Ultra-dimensional Warfare

Because of the special environment where the underwater ruins are located, He inexplicably put on a group of people in diving suits, led by a guide sent by the locals, came to the ruins on the bottom of the sea.

The sunlight penetrated the sea and scattered light spots of various sizes and shapes on the ruins. These water spots slowly change various postures with the flow of sea water. In addition to the colorful corals growing in the corners of the ruins, this scene instantly makes people feel as if they have come to another world.

"It's beautiful!" Lin Mingmei sighed softly, falling on the rocks on the bottom of the sea.

"Yes! My inspiration is about to explode! It's a pity that there is no pen here." Shirley said regretfully after giving a compliment.

"Don't worry about sighing! Do you feel anything?" Why inexplicably interrupted the two singers' sigh.

After Lin Mingmei gave He an inexplicable look, she shook her head and said that she didn't feel anything special. The same goes for Shiryllu on the side.

"It seems that it is possible to let Meiyun go out. It's just that she is like this, which really makes people worry." For this answer, He can be said to be inexplicable. It's just a little bit regretful. Although in daily life, Meiyun, who is like a newborn child, relies on instinctively imitating the actions of others, she quickly acquires the ability to take care of herself in a happy life. Only because of the deep water diving this time, why inexplicably worried that Miyun would have an accident, I had to ask Lisa Kujo, who stayed on the MACROSS Phoenix to deal with intelligence, to take care of it.

"Okay! Since there is no special feeling, then let's go back first!" He waved his hand inexplicably, and a stream of water stirred quickly with the wave of his arm, turning a few small ones that were not far away. The fish ran away.

It didn't take much effort to return to the ship anchored in the nearby sea. Shirley greeted her in a hurry, then picked up the pen and paper placed aside and rushed into the room to start her creative career. Lin Mingmei calmed the little green who was a little angry because she couldn't enter the water together. And He Moming asked the guide to learn about the relics on the seabed and the strange things that happened after the New United Army was stationed.

"Haven't the New United Army sent anyone to the seabed ruins?" In the guide, why inexplicably got this strange information.

"Yeah! Yes. Let alone the new united army. Even those weirdos with long goddesses and short goddesses have never been to the sea all day long. Apart from us, there are only the generals you have visited." The guide clicked. Nodded and said.

"Strange!" After he inexplicably waved his hand to let the guide leave, he sat alone in front of the window thinking hard. Originally, he thought that the goddess religion should be to know the existence of the primitive civilization relics of Ragnar, and it is very possible to use the local indigenous people to excavate. But when I arrived at the scene, let alone the excavation, there were no traces of detection. As long as you see the corals and marine life on the seabed ruins, you know that this seabed ruin has been forgotten for a long time.

"Is it because the Goddess Cult of Hope hasn't completely resolved the ruins of the primitive civilization on Windermere?" He stared at the sea inexplicably, his gaze seemed to penetrate the sea, looking directly at the remains of the seabed.

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The harsh alarm sounded suddenly.

At that moment, the entire base moved. Numerous ground crews rushed to their posts as soon as possible to provide logistical support such as loading ammunition for the fighter planes that will take off immediately.

The Windermere pilots headed by Gramia Nerisi rushed into the hangar, and with the help of the ground crew, they boarded the prepared Devil Dragon III in twos or twos.

"After the whole army enters the scheduled combat airspace, stay on alert! Active attacks are not allowed!" After Gramia-Nerisi was driving the Devil Dragon III into the air, the command from the headquarters suddenly appeared on the communication channel.

This ambiguous command immediately puzzled all the Windermere pilots who lifted into the air. All of a sudden, the sound of discussion sounded and quickly occupied the entire communication channel.

At this time, warships were approaching quickly from afar. It is a fleet dispatched from the Earth Headquarters of the New United Army. After experiencing a big defeat, he actually completed the reorganization in just a few days, and once again attacked Windermere Star.

Gramia-Nerisi's two star-shaped senses gleamed slightly, and he opened the communication and said: "Command! This is the white knight Gramia-Nerisi. Please attack!"

Gramia-Nerisi spoke and immediately silenced the noisy communication channel. Behind this silence, there was a faint whispered discussion.

"Ahem. Your Excellency the White Knight. According to the command of the command, the whole army immediately entered a state of alert. Waiting for the launch of the special operation, and then proceeding to the next step depending on the situation." The command finally said after a mild dispute. A few things.

"Special action?" Gramia Nerisi narrowed his eyes, and at that moment he thought of the archbishop of the Hope Goddess. Could it be that the Goddess Sect has made a breakthrough in analyzing the remains of primitive civilization?

At this moment, a tremor that penetrated the soul suddenly appeared in the deepest part of the heart for no reason. The two star-shaped sense organs under the side hair turned up uncontrollably. A force that was so powerful that Gramia-Nerisi was scared, occupied Gramia-Nerisi's body at this moment. At this moment, Gramia-Nerisi heard the singing.

"Well, what's going on?!" Gramia Nerisi exclaimed with wide-eyed eyes. "This is the wind! The song of the wind!!"

In Gramia-Nerisi's surprised eyes, the aggressive new united forces rushing in an attack formation suddenly made an astonishing move. The turrets on the battleships turned around one after another, firmly locked on the friendly battleship closest to him. In the next moment, countless artillery fires were fired, one after another, beams of light smashed at the friendly forces like a torrential rain, the appearance of that crazy attack seemed to be as crazy as seeing the killing of his father and enemy.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Under the frantic pouring of missiles and artillery, the fragile warships took the lead on the road of no return. At that moment, this menacing new united army fleet unexpectedly ended its offensive plan in front of Gramia-Nerisi with that incredibly cannibalistic action. It's just that the target of the attack was changed from the enemy to the friendly army.

"Singing! This is our song of the wind!!" Gramia Nerisi stretched out his hand, twisting the star-shaped senses that are still high up to this day, and said excitedly.

Just when he wanted to announce the news on the communication channel, the singing stopped abruptly. It seemed as if the sound was suddenly cut off by someone.

"What's the matter?" Gramia-Nerisi frowned. Without even thinking about it, he directly controlled the landline and rushed back to the base. He must personally find the archbishop who wants the goddess to ask about the situation. What appeared just now is undoubtedly the Wind Song from the legend of Windermere Star.

In a huge space underground somewhere on Windermere Star, several figures stood around a figure lying in a pool of blood. Their expressions were solemn and solemn, and they didn’t care about flowing from the figure lying on the ground. Will the blood be contaminated on their shoes and clothes?

"Did it fail? It was just a song, and the whole body collapsed." Bishop Alto looked at his face shrouded in purple long hair and whispered as he watched the blood growing on the ground.

"No! It worked!" The archbishop's eyes flashed, and his voice said firmly. "I believe you have seen the effect just now! That fleet was wiped out in the singing."

"As a disposable weapon, it succeeded. As a life, it failed!" The grimace man's voice was still as ugly as metal rubbing, and his words pointed out the situation very straightforwardly.

"Weapons? We are not after weapons!" Bishop Alto flashed a serious dazed expression, then said firmly.

"Yes! What we are after is the reappearance of miracles! But we need weapons to protect the miracles!" The archbishop directly concluded.

"Oh!" Bishop Alto sighed secretly.

The grimace man grinned coldly. Either mocking or sarcasm. He knew the meaning of it, the Archbishop knew it, and the Bishop Alto knew it.

After looking at the purple-haired figure lying in a pool of blood for the last time, the archbishop whispered: "Take care of it! Don't let blood contaminate this altar again!"

"Yes! As you wish!" From the shadow on the side, several figures flashed out, and the archbishop responded with fiery eyes.

What happened just now can be seen clearly by their attendants guarding the shadows. From that moment on, the guard, who was shocked by the power of that mysterious song, became more fanatical about the Goddess of Hope.

After handing over the aftermath to these fanatical guards, the archbishop took Bishop Alto and Grimace Man out of this underground space. Not far away, Gramia Nerisi, who hurriedly arrived, was entangled with the guards, and the archbishop might have to spend some time to appease this important collaborator by then.

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At this time, Ragnar Star.

He Moming and others, who were preparing to return, looked at the glowing seabed in surprise.

"Why..." He whispered subconsciously, and immediately realized what had happened! "Relics on the seabed!! You, go down and take a look!!" He inexplicably no longer cared about things like image, directly raised his finger to the guide and shouted.

"Eh! Yes!!" The guide was taken aback for a moment, and immediately reacted, and jumped into the sea with one breath, and quickly dived towards the remains of the seabed.

"Inexplicably, the ruins have been activated?!" Lin Mingmei, who knew about the ruins, asked.

"Probably! This is not the only thing to pay attention to now!" He inexplicably quickly took out his personal terminal and tried to contact the MACROSS Phoenix. "It's me! Immediately notify Captain Catherine that the entire fleet has entered a second-level combat state! In addition, pay full attention to the battle on Windermere!"